Chen Ping waved his hand, and the God King's divine spark immediately fell into his hand. He tossed it around and then laughed, "Hehe, not bad. With just one divine spark, we can produce a God King."
Qiuqiu: "Hey, didn't you just say we shouldn't kill them easily? Why did you suddenly go for the kill?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Ping smiled and said, "It's not that I can't kill him, but that I can't kill him at all, right? Besides, I just wanted to put him at ease and make him think that I wasn't going to kill him. Otherwise, if he knew he was going to die, wouldn't he just self-destruct his divine core?"
After saying that, he looked at the God-King Divine Spark in his hand and continued, "The self-destruction of a God-King level Divine Spark would destroy at least half of the Heart of the God Island. I can't bear to do that."
Upon hearing this, Qiuqiu stared blankly at Chen Ping, somewhat stunned. It hadn't really thought that far ahead.
Bai Huabing looked terrified, his eyes revealing a hint of confusion. He didn't understand why things had turned out this way. Even Uncle Bai, a god-king level being, had fallen. It shouldn't be like this; he'd been doing this for more than a day or two.
In the past, when doing things like this, Uncle Bai didn't even need to show up. He only needed to reveal his identity as the Divine Child of the White Scale Divine Dynasty, and the other party would obediently comply. How did it develop like this this time?
Bai Huabing's inner world was in turmoil. He had always been accustomed to acting with impunity by virtue of his status as the Divine Son of the White Scale Divine Dynasty. In the past, no matter what difficulties he encountered, as long as he revealed his identity and the power behind him, almost no one dared to make a move. However, this time, his usual methods failed. Even his powerful Uncle Bai could not turn the tide and was now on his deathbed.
The existence of Chen Ping and Qiuqiu, and their fearless attitude towards the White Scale Divine Dynasty, overturned Bai Huabing's worldview. He couldn't understand it at all.
Immersed in the fear of Uncle Bai's death, and wondering why they are not afraid of Bai Huabing of the White Scale Divine Dynasty, they are now completely unresponsive to the outside world.
Linafil and Anlula exchanged a glance and then smiled at each other. The next second, huge vines burst from the ground and pierced towards Bai Huabing, since they were currently in the air.
"Ughhhhh!!!"
The immense and familiar pain instantly caused Bai Huabing, who was immersed in his own world, to scream. His wail echoed throughout the entire port of the Heart of the Divine Island.
Seeing Bai Huabing's fate, Chen Ping couldn't help but clench his buttocks. Ouch! Just thinking about it made him wince.
Chen Ping subconsciously touched his butt, then decided not to watch the idiot's fate anymore, and instead turned to look at the fight between Meng Jia and the handsome guy.
As a result, we saw Mengjia and Juliangzai completely suppress their opponents.
Chen Ping nodded in agreement. Indeed, in his perception, these two were actually stronger than Meng Jia and Ju Liangzai. According to his prediction, they could have fought for ages.
After all, although their opponents were a level above Mengjia and Juliangzai, Mengjia and Juliangzai had a racial advantage, and in the end, Mengjia and Juliangzai still won.
The current scene suggests that the two of them are being suppressed because they are terrified by Bai Lietian's death. After all, they are probably filled with fear and dread right now.
Chen Ping: "Qiuqiu, I'm leaving the rest to you. I'm coming back now."
After saying that, Chen Ping quickly opened the portal and walked in, not giving Qiuqiu a chance to speak at all.
Looking at the disappearing portal, Qiuqiu couldn't help but twitch her lips. Was it really necessary?
Qiuqiu shook helplessly, then glanced at Bai Huabing. Well, he was already dead. Obviously, Linafiel and Anlula were too lazy to torture him and had dealt with him cleanly and efficiently.
Then, looking at the battlefield between Mengjia and Ju Liangzai, he frowned and said, "Lushu, Huohuo, both of you go and finish them off quickly. We should leave."
After all, they've already killed a divine son and a god-king level figure. Why stay on the White Scale Divine Dynasty's territory and just stand around doing nothing? Why not leave as soon as possible and wait to be captured?
......
In the unknown seas, the Heart of the Divine Island sails quietly on the surface.
Chen Ping, Lu Shu, Linafeier, and the others quietly watched the enormous white-scaled dragon fruit before them. As several minutes passed, the fruit finally completed its ripening process. It was as if the divine power within a radius of several kilometers was being drawn by a powerful gravitational pull, frantically converging towards the dazzling fruit on the white-scaled dragon fruit tree.
Once the White Scale Dragon Fruit had fully absorbed this divine power, a rich, fragrant aroma instantly filled the air, so intense that it transported one to a divine realm. The fragrance was not only intoxicating but also exuded a mysterious and powerful energy, making the surrounding environment sacred and solemn.
Upon seeing this, Chen Ping couldn't help but nod. He seemed quite extraordinary.
Lu Shu stroked his beard and said, "This is incredible! The fragrance of this fruit has actually increased my divine power by a tiny bit? More than the amount of a top-grade divine crystal."
Linafil, Anlula, and the others nodded in agreement, and their divine power also increased.
Upon hearing this, Chen Ping couldn't help but check his own magical power. Hmm, it was still the same as before, not a bit more. He clicked his tongue and thought, "Sure enough, the magical power here is unique."
But if these divine fruits and spiritual fruits are traded to other worlds through chat groups, can they be transformed into spiritual energy or magical power? This really puzzled him. Hmm, maybe it's a limitation here.
The white-scaled dragon fruit absorbed divine power for over an hour before it began to slow down, but it looks like it will take another half hour or so.
Chen Ping glanced at Lu Shu, Lina Fei'er, and the others who were sitting cross-legged, absorbing the fruit's fragrance, and scoffed. "Damn it," he thought, "am I the only one bored?" He then decided, "Oh well, I'll just watch the comedy I didn't finish earlier."
Chen Ping quickly opened the chat group and then directly opened the movie he had watched earlier.
And just like that, time slipped away quietly, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
As the white dragon fruit fully ripens, the fruity aroma that was originally wafting and permeating the surroundings gradually diminishes, and the fully ripe white dragon fruit emits no aroma at all.
Another half hour passed. As the remaining fruit fragrance was completely absorbed by the deer tree, Linafil, and the others, they gradually withdrew from their cultivation and opened their eyes.
Everyone stood up and then saw the island owner, Chen Ping, who was laughing from time to time.
Well, they're used to the island owner's behavior. He's probably watching a comedy movie again, since he sometimes shares them with others.
Linafil: "Island Master, the White Scale Dragon Fruit is ripe."
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